8-18-21
Another day full of smoke. It was bad today. I could smell it in the office, and even though I was wearing a KN-95 mask I could still kind of smell it. That shit is toxic and it’s been here for weeks. It’s always here in some way but there are real people both directly and indirectly affected by these fires. Lost homes resulting in a cycle of extreme poverty brought on by an economic deficit created from centuries of prescribing to systems of money and capitalism. Been really busy so as much as I want to write more I just don’t feel it. Amelia is doing great in school, Marie is enjoying her new alone time at home, and I’m managing the split edged anxiety/ennui that comes from being back in the office.
-E.B.
Ed Boy 